作曲 : Jules
Artist：gary jules
Songs Title：jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah
His body is broken
Lying in the alley where he fell.
His head is racing home
To the hill of California
Poor Jeremiah weed.
He's got his friends
He's got his devices
He got no need for you.
No need for sympathy
No need for surprises
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know when it comes to those
The paint he laid down never fade
I hope Jeremiah knows
That's the way it goes
The Son will find no shame upon him
Poor Jeremiah
Seven pockets stuffed with empty
everywherePeople walking
But no one says a word.
He's tried killing time
But it won't sit still
Poor Jeremiah weed.
Well I know when it comes to those
The paint he laid down never fade
I hope Jeremiah knows
That's the way it goes
The Son will find no shame upon him.
Poor Jeremiah
All hail the Holy Roller
A winner in the city
Make you think you're in hell
It's hard to believe
He was laughing at you
Poor Jeremiah weed
Oh poor Jeremiah weed.
Oh poor Jeremiah weed.
Poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah weed
Poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah poor Jeremiah weed